Chapter 118: In The Dungeon

Ivy's POV

I struggle and thrash as the warriors drag me to the dungeon, but they’re holding me so tightly I can feel them starting to bruise my skin.

It’s no use. Even at full strength, I’m still weak and wolfless. I’ll never be able to fend for myself again.

One warrior holds my wrists together tightly while the other unlocks one of the cells. The sound of iron bars dragging along the stone floor makes me cringe, a terrible sound that scrapes at the inside of my skull. The moment the cell door is opened, the warrior holding me pushes me inside roughly.

“You can’t do this–” I protest angrily, but the warriors slam the cell doors shut and leave.

I huff, grabbing the bars of the cell and rattling them in frustration. It’s not fair. I’m the Lycan Crown Prince’s mate–one would assume that would grant me at least an ounce of respect in this palace, but I’m still being hauled around like trash.

“So you’re a traitor now, too?”

I whirl around, surprised to see Alpha Leo leaning against t